"First of all, based on my personal experience, I will briefly explain the principle of alchemy to the big guy."

Xing Fei's voice changed, and his tone instantly became professional.

As if to say.

No one knows alchemy better than he does.

"Alchemy, which was prevalent in Europe in ancient times, is actually a science, to put it bluntly, and there is no mysterious power."

"Of course, some ancient books of alchemy that have been handed down also have a certain reference value."

"And the alchemy I learned in a certain world is a kind of 'strengthening'. In that world, there is a supreme being called 'truth'. Only when the 'truth' exists, can the alchemy be unleashed with a single slap of the palms. Otherwise, if you don't experience the beatings and edification in that world, you can only blow the flask and play with the alcohol lamp in the real world. ”

Xing Fei seemed to be a little swollen as he spoke, and his tone began to tremble.

Well?

Yi Rin noticed that Xing Fei was ill in his speech.

Flask...... Is it for blowing?

How to blow?

Xing Fei didn't notice the problem in his words, and continued:

"The identity of the apostle is equivalent to a medium, a medium that connects the real world with 'that world', so that I can also feel the 'truth' in the real world. Not long ago, I did an experiment in which an ordinary person could draw a formation in an alchemy way, refine a formula in the brain, analyze the material elements, and perfectly follow the principle of equivalent exchange......"

"But in the end, there was no reaction at all."

"So I personally came to the conclusion that some types of enhancements require the blessing of a certain 'power of the world', and without the apostle as a medium, there is no way to perform this type of enhancement. Of course, maybe there is a way, but I haven't found it yet. ”

Yi Rin understood what Xing Fei meant, and after pondering for a moment, he drew inferences and said, "You mean, in this way, the person who summons the otherworldly creature must be an apostle?" ”

"It should be eight or nine or ten, otherwise it's too weird. Coming back to this matter, I checked some information, and the black magic that was prevalent in the Middle Ages is said to be similar to the magic in it, but the steps are a little more cumbersome. They also use some mediums, such as the carcasses of animals and insects, human organs, incense, medicines, and then complete the ritual in a complex way, to show a variety of abilities. ”

"Of course, I haven't seen any of these in reality, they're all legends. It's hard to say that there is an exaggerated component of wood. However, according to the scenario you described, those hundreds of people volunteered their lives to summon otherworldly creatures, I do have a little idea. ”

Xing Fei took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said while flipping through the book: "It is said that there is a kind of black witchcraft ritual of 'summoning the Demon King', which is similar to what you said. However, some experts have studied this history, saying that the reason why those wizards were able to summon the 'Demon King' was because of the hallucinations that occurred after taking a large number of hallucinogenic drugs. ”

Expert ...... Hehe. ”

Irin smiled, noncommittal.

"Well, anyway, when science explains these mysteries, everything becomes unremarkable. The video a few days ago probably slapped a lot of people in the face. In fact, I think that summoning that big guy with the lives of hundreds of people is somewhat similar to the basic law of alchemy, 'equivalent exchange', exchanging the same quality of life for the same quality of 'creatures'. ”

"But I'm curious, how can the value of human life be measured? There shouldn't be a way to quantify the value of each person, right? Age, weight, wealth, gender? Anyway, I think it's weird, and it's hard to fully explain it. This is beyond my knowledge, and I think you may have found the wrong person. ”

Can't quantify?

No.

Irin frowned.

Actually, you can.

He suddenly remembered the "chaos points" he had gained every time he killed someone.

Isn't this the embodiment of quantifying "life"?

In the view of "Tower", life can be quantified, weighed, and even recycled.

Irin closed his eyes.

Again, he recalled.

After all the sacrificers committed suicide, the blue streamers that gathered from their bodies were like fine sand......

After the Chimera appeared, the blue light that had been wrapped around her ......

What kind of passage did it pass through from its world to this world?

When it appeared, it was rotting, did it have anything to do with the blue light?

While Yi Rin was thinking, Xing Fei said to himself: "However, although I can't give you the conclusion, I personally have a conjecture. ”

"Huh? Please speak. ”

"Those complicated and cumbersome rituals, whether it is the size of the venue, the incantations reitted, or the number of sacrificers, etc., may be equivalent to playing the role of a 'coordinate', accurately locating a certain life in a certain world, which may be the true meaning of these rituals."

"If you think about it according to the idea of alchemy, are these cumbersome steps, materials, and spells also similar to some kind of 'formula', through different matching combinations, like codons, the corresponding 'monsters' are summoned."

Coordinate?

Formula?

Codon?

Yi Rin's eyes froze: "Will this kind of ritual be related to the specific number of sacrificers, or even the time when the ritual is started?" ”

"Then there must be, these black witchcraft are the most particular about the right time and place, and the time to start the ritual must be accurate to a certain day, a certain hour, or even a certain minute, even the position of them standing on the summoning array. This is all said in the book, and I think they were so particular at the time, there should be some truth to it. ”

Irin heard this, thoughtful.

He didn't say anything more.

After all, Xing Fei has nothing to do with this matter, and there is no need to involve him too deeply.

Irin should know pretty much what he should know.

When you're ready to end a call.

Xing Fei suddenly remembered something, and added: "By the way, there is one more thing, about the fragrance you said you smelled during the ceremony. Not only in medieval Europe, but also in the ancient alchemists of our country, there are similar records, but only a few words have been handed down, not many. ”

"For example?"

"In ancient times, it is said that there is a powder made from 'blue dinggrass' as the main raw material, and when ignited, it will emit a mysterious fragrance. It is said that after someone inhales this fragrance, it will have the effect of 'going back to the past, wandering too much, and forgetting oneself', and at the time it seemed that I thought that this group of people was taking drugs, but when you say this, I don't know if it has anything to do with it. ”

"This is somewhat consistent with what you said was the same state of the group of people who were in a state of neurosis at the time."

Going back to the past, imaginary and forgetful?

Is the next sentence detached from the world?

So mysterious?

Xing Fei finally ended the call in fear.

He swore that unless he died, he would never leak half a sentence about today's incident, not even a punctuation mark.

Xing Fei was afraid that Yi Rin would kill him.

In fact, Irin's thought about it carefully, and he didn't say any secrets that he had to silence to hide.

But since Xing Fei is so brainy, Yi Rin can only let him go.

From Xing Fei's side, Yi Rin didn't come up with a definite answer to this matter.

But it also expanded a lot of Irin's thinking.

After chatting with Xing Fei, Yi Rin saw that the psionic value was almost consumed, so he put away Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongsleeve, the two mothers and daughters who were watching TV with great interest, and prepared to sleep.

Emperor Wang Tiandi's eyes were round, his breath was short, and he pressed the remote control under his buttocks, with a posture that whoever dared to turn off the TV would be in a hurry.

Irin could only let this stupid dog stay up all night watching "Animal World" and go to sleep alone.

Nothing was said all night.

Next.

Three poles on the sun.

Irin slept until she woke up naturally.

I don't feel like I've slept in such a comfortable bed in a long time.

Master Ma's small dormitory was extremely aggrieved, if it weren't for the situation, Yi Rin wouldn't have gone to sleep a second time.

After waking up, Irin wanders around the lab out of boredom.

Unexpectedly, in one of the laboratories, Yi Rin found the figure of Pan Zhengyi.

Many young researchers are circling Pan Zhengyi.

And Lao Pan was wearing a costume that was obviously an "experimenter", lying on the bed, and laughing.

This guy, the dark circles under his eyes seem to be deeper.

It's been a long time since I've closed my eyes.

Yi Rin was curious and observed for a while, and found that this group of researchers was actually doing research on Lao Pan.

"What is there to study for Lao Pan?"

Irin slowly typed a question mark.

It can be seen that Lao Pan has no worries about his life, and he seems to be enjoying it, and Yi Rin does not bother.

This guy, with a terrifying luck value of up to 8.6, it is estimated that only natural disasters can take him in.

Maybe you can live a more nourishing life than anyone else in the trial, and there is nothing to worry about.

When Irin's return, he had seen his apostle panel.

Now I have a new understanding of the two attributes of "luck value" and "charm value", which seem to have little combat effectiveness.

Luck and charm also have limits.

Call it a "lock".

In Iridai City, with the help of [Blessing of the Spearman], Yi Rin coincidentally ordered the luck value to break through to the lower limit of zero, reached the realm of negative numbers, and even comprehended a powerful reinforcement.

- [Echoes of Doom].

When the luck limit is breached, Irin feels as if he understands something.

Ah, what a painful realization.

The more unlucky he is, the stronger he is.

That feeling was very similar to the feeling he had when he broke through the mental lock, the feeling of having everything under control, very comfortable.

But at that time, after all, it was with the help of props, forcibly breaking through the lower limit, and when the prop effect disappeared, the luck value on the Irin panel returned to 2.6, and the "strengthened" column, [Echo of Doom] also dimmed, unusable, unviewable, and directly gone.

After knowing that there was still such an operation, Irin's full of expectations for the future trials.

Descend, even if you fall, continue to descend, if you don't descend, I will be anxious with you.

Since then, Irin has one more secret.

After ignoring the nervous old Pan, Irin's search for Molly again.

After all, when I returned to the laboratory without saying a word last night, I had to say hello to the owner.

Molly's expression was surprised to see Irin return.

To Irin's surprise, the first thing Molly said was:

"Did you sneak back some time ago?"

"Huh? When? ”

Hearing this, Irin's stunned moment.

How did I not know that I came back myself?

"Not you?"

Molly was also stunned.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time.

Molly hesitated, but told Irin about her inexplicable acquisition of a mysterious USB flash drive.

“GM？”

What do you mean?

The two closed the door, and the lonely man and the widow were alone in the room.

After making sure that the surroundings were completely safe, Molly handed over the mysterious USB flash drive to Irin.

Irin's brow was furrowed, looking at the two letters engraved on the USB flash drive, lost in thought.

These two letters are not laser engraved. On the contrary, it seems to be carved with a knife, and it is carved on the metal shell of the USB flash drive, and the workmanship is rough.

For some reason, Irin always felt that the font was a little familiar.

But it's strange.

Irin was about to insert ...... When she entered the computer to look at the contents of the mysterious USB flash drive, Molly was so frightened that she snatched the USB flash drive back from Irin's hand.

That expression was like a little hen guarding a calf.

"Soul light, don't mess around! I deliberately encrypt this USB flash drive, only with my dedicated computer, with a specific way to open it. Otherwise...... will explode on the spot. ”

“……”